This is the inevitable fate of the sentimentalist. All his opinions change into their opposites at the first brush of reality.
Therefore he gives man hope, in reality it is the worst of all evils, because it prolongs the torments of man.
Sometimes reality comes crashing down on you. Other times reality simply waits, patiently, for you to run out of the energy it takes to deny it.
You mustn’t believe everything you see. The image of reality we perceive with our eyes is only an illusion, an optical effect. Light is a great liar.
You have to accept this reality as the madhouse walls bulge break and the terrified insane flood our ugly streets. You have to accept terrible reality.